untitled (2) trixya

chapter twenty three

katyas pov
tw?? sexual assault

that didnt age well.

"katya! nice of you to join me, howve you been settling in?" i sat across from ms visage.

"fine," her heels clacked on the floor as walked closer to my chair.

"you see katya, i've had my eye on you for a while now, and-" her leg flew up onto the arm of the chair exposing a black lace thong under her skirt.

"and now that i know," she inched closer, "youre little secret, youre going to do something for me."

my eyes widened, "ms. visage i-"

"no words will be needed katya," she grabbed my hand and placed it on her chest, "ill take care of your first period."

"i cant, i have-"

"oh trust me, i know about your little girlfriend," she began unbuttoning her shirt, "im sure mine are nicer."

"what are you talking about?"

"hmm you arent very obedient are you," she wrapped her hand around my throat, "maybe you just need a little discipline, her hand slammed into my cheek.

i was flabbergasted. ms. visage is trying to seduce me. and what did she mean she knew? did she know about trixie? what can i do to get out of this?

"uhh ms. visage may i at least go to the bathroom first? its where i was headed before i came here."

"fine, but ill know if you make any pitstops before you come back," she gestured towards the cameras.

i walked as fast as i could to the bathroom. think katya think. i looked at my red cheek in the mirror. katya before the overdose wouldve slapped her back. breathe. do i tell trixie? i washed my hands and looked at myself in the mirror. i cant believe i was about to do this.

i walked confidently back into ms. visage's office.

"there you are pretty," all that was left of her clothes was the matching black lace set and her louboutin heels.

my eyes widened again.

"like what you see do you?"

"i dont really wanna do this ms. visage."

"well katya, in the real world," she walked close to me and began unbuttoning my shirt, "you dont always get what you want."

she trailed kisses down my neck, i stood there, reactionless.

"now katya, if you dont comply," she slammed me onto her desk, "ill make you comply."

her hand slammed into my ass. i let out a whimper.

"now, you fuck me like you fuck your little girlfriend, or theres more where that came from."

i obliged.

i pushed her onto her desk and began kissing her stomach. her hands tangled my hair. i scratched my nails down her body and moved my kisses to her thighs.

"thats it katya, thats my girl."

the words coming from her mouth made me want to vomit.

i tried to get it over as fast as i could, pulling her lace panties to the side and lapping up at all her juices. it took everything i had not to puke right there on her stomach. i forced two fingers inside her warm core and began thrusting in and out as i swirled my tongue around her clit. she had fistfuls of my hair and nearly suffocated me as she road out her orgasm.

"wow katya, i see why she picked you." ms. visage began picking up her clothes from the floor, "if you ever wanna do this again, you know where my office is, oh, and dont worry your little secret is safe with me."

i grabbed my backpack and phone and walked out. the little red record button was still on, someone's little secret wont be safe for long.